After the painting by Lydia Velasco

 

 

Does hair flow like darkness—

Total without texture 

Or twist or strand

 

Or is it the satin sheet

(Beneath or beside)

All curl & slow ripple

 

Thick as blood 

Or lava or treacle

Scalding as the bodies

 

Entwined: the faces

Buried in faceless

Lust of tremulous muscle

 

Flesh resonant 

Like leaves in a breeze

Or spray of waterfall:                                                                             

They cling or struggle

Against each other

Against the boundary of air

 

Surface & limit of skin:

They need to flow

Into each other

 

 

Marne Kilates

April 25, 2015

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